Feh...You people are nuts. The number one most important thing to look
for in a woman is a pulse, am I right??? lol

Heh, sorry...But seriously, I think its what you have in mind to happen
when you meet a person. If its just a casual dating thing that you
really have no desire to spend much time with them, looks over
personality. However, if you were looking for a long term relationship
that you planned on staying in for the long haul, then its personality
over looks.

I also guess that age might have something to do with it. Back in
school, it was always looks over personality because when you're that
young, who believes that looks could actually fade one day, or that you
might have to spend more then a few hours at a time? -=x

I've heard some um, 'classics'...

"Girl, you're so fine I'd pay to drink your bath wather!"

"Baby, you're like an illegal drug...You got me totally addicted to you"

"You're so hot, your first name should be 'DAMN!'"

"I'd love to cover you in honey and lick it off you...And I hate honey!"

and my favorite pick up line and response comes from a friend of mine
when I went bar crawling with her...

DUDE: "Baby, now that I've seen you, I now can die a happy man because
I'll never see anything as beautiful as you!"

MY FRIEND: "Oh, really? That's great...Now go kill yourself." -=x

"I guess
wearing heels wouldn't always lead to me towering over someone...I mean
can one tower horizontally??? *lol* "

lol! *Thinks* Well, Peachie...That would depend on how,
ummm..."generously endowed" they are in certain regions when
horizontally prone on their back, eh? -=x

Well, here's hoping things work out because success stories always give
others hope that the same can happen to them, you know?

In fact, if it doesn't work out, gawd forbid, I'm thinking that i'm
going to pretend it did just so I can feel better. -=x

I'm a writer and I really enjoy my work. Its always good to travel and
get to meet people that tell me how cool something I wrote was, and
nothing is a better ego boost then knowing that there are people that
are people reading something I worked on and are literally hanging on my
every written word. -=x

"But that's just me... "

Yeah, but that's just you in heels...Woo hoo! -=x

I don't really think much if I don't get a reply. Hell, most of the time
I don't even expect a reply, and am fairly surprised to get one, which
is weird because I usually tend to get a response. Go figure, huh? -=x

"not awkward for him. Or so I have heard some comment about that kind of
thing."

HA! I was just thinking the same thing! lol

And Cookie? Heh...You were saying, "But then again..." what? -=x

I wouldn't mind being in a relationship with someone in a
wheelchair...Can't really see why it would make much of a difference. As
for you being attractive, that pic is to small to umm...umm..."Make a
fully accurate and informed opinion". Yeah, that's it! lol! -=x

Heh...So far all I've gotten is the emails from some woman claiming to
want to come from Nigeria and live her life with me. Mind you she
reached this conclusion after only one IM conversation. Now, I know I'm
a pretty good bloke, but not that damn good!

And BTW...Shouldn't scammers learn to use spellcheck to go over their
email with proof reader first? And not type in all caps? Looks way too
hinky for somesting coming from a 22 year old daughter of some famous
man of politics, you know? -=x

Its a good thing that I don't require a woman I'm dating to be as tall
or taller then me. If that was the case, I'd be screwed with me being
6'8"...I could only date women in the WNBA, from Russia or that always
like wearing REALLY high heels. -=x

Ghost brings up a good point about the whole sexual harassment issue.
That in mind, I'd say approaching a woman you work with must be handled
extremely carefully...However, if you don't work with them by all means
approach them. But then again, I guess it would depend on where she was
working, you know? I mean, hitting on a cop in the middle of a bust or a
surgeon with her hands in someone's guts. -=x

I was in the middle if a debate like this the other day. Some guy was
going off about all those damn illegal immigrants and how they try and
take over the country by taking all the jobs from Americans. For some
reason when I asked just how many Americans really, really wanted those
low paying menial labor jobs that illegal immigrants tend to wind up
taking, he didn't have much of an answer.

Then some guy piped up with how those menial jobs wouldn't be so low
paying if it wasn't for the illegals. But when I countered that that
would mean that the blame really shouldn't be placed upon the illegals
that take the low paying grunt work, but rather our fellow American
citizens who would rather make these low paying jobs available then pay
other Americans a fair wage, he didn't have much to say back.

We want to stop illegal immigration, we should spend less money building
stupid fences and passing useless laws, and use that money to make some
kind of desirable incentives along with effective penalties to persuade
US businesses that its in their best interests to hire Americans at fair
wages, and not try and cut corners and costs hiring illegals. That way
illegals, seeing that the only way they can work is to become legal,
won't be able to find the under the table pay employment, get legit jobs
and pay legit taxes and strengthen our country's economy. -=x

I know for a fact karma exsists and works...and some times it works a
little too well.

Let me explain, and bear with me because I have to set this up to put it
all in proper perspective. I used to live with this girl and things were
going good, or so I thought My work has me travel a lot during certain
parts of the year, and eventually she got fed up with it. She started
accusing me of cheating and stuff right before I had to leave again and
we got into this huge row about it that ended with me leaving her still
screaming and cursing at me.

While I was gone, I began to feel bad about the fight and even tried to
call a couple of times to apologize even though I hadn't done anything
wrong. She never picked up when I called and that just made me feel even
worse, thinking she was just that pissy at me she wasn't going to take
my calls. So, I actually cancelled the last day of the convention, which
incidently pissed off people that had wanted to attend my panel, and
decided to fly back home early to surprise her.

Yeah, I sure surprised her, alright. I roll back into town and call a
mutal friend of ours to pick me up at the airport. When she gets there,
she's acting funny around me and I ask what's up. She then breaks down
and tells me she can't stand to see me being made a fool out of any more
and tells me that my girlfriend, the one I was feeling bad about
fighting with when she accused me of cheating, was at that moment over
at some guy down the street's flat shagging him.

I'd like to say I handled this in a mature manner, but I don't want to
lie to you. I made my friend stop at a Home Depot and picked up some new
dead bolts, and then went home and changed the locks on the front door.
After the locks were changed, I started packing all her clothes, shoes
and other belongings and dropped them off at her mum's flat. After all
that was done, I called my ex and calmly told her whoever she was
shagging that he had better be able to fit all her crap in his place
because she was out of mine. She came running home ASAP and tried to get
in the house to stop me but no dice thanks to the new locks. So she's
standing there in front of the house, screaming and cursing me to high
heaven, while the neighbors are gathering to see what's going on and I'm
sitting there calmly watching her from the window, nodding or shaking my
head at appropriate spots. She's got the nuts to tell me that the reason
she needed to be with someone else is because I'm too nice and yet never
around when she needs someone to "talk to". WTF, right?

"Next time try talking with your legs shut, love, and you might get let
back into the flat. Cheers" I think I said or something like that.
Anyways, after awhile of this she pulls a dirty trick and starts crying
and begging me to forgive her. Again, I'd like to say I was a right hard
bastard and told her to go bugger herself, but nope, I broke down and
like an idiot I let her back in to talk. Talking led to more crying,
crying led to hugging, hugging led to kissing, and so on and so on.

Yeah, I know...Stupid ass me, right?

So we make up, we make love, she promises it'll never happen again, and
we're good. The next day she says she's going to her mum's to pick up
her stuff and bring it back to the flat, right? Well, she's gone for a
lot more time then I figure it should take her to go get her stuff, so I
call her mum and see what's keeping her, to which she tells me that her
daughter left hours ago. Now I'm telling myself she can't possibly be
that brazen and stupid as I go down the street to check at that guy's
flat, but sure enough there her car is. So I calmly go back home, call
her and tell her its good all her shit's in her car because she doesn't
have far at all to get home now since she's living with him, hang up and
refuse to speak to her ever again.

Flash forward about 4 years. I get a call from one of our local
hospitals. Apparently my ex in a state of panic told the ER to call me
for some reason, and I'm curious why so I agree to come down. I get
there and find her in the ER with a bruised optical cavity, broken arm,
and bruised ribs. Turns out that after we broke up for the final time,
she did move in with the guy she was shagging. What none of us knew at
the time was that he was a violent bugger and started off pushing her
around, but eventually graduated to what landed her in the hospital that
time. I did truly feel bad for her and told her she needed to get away
from the guy, which in her painkiller filled mind came out as me asking
her to get back together again. She starts telling me she never stopped
loving me and stuff, and I have to tell her I'm completely over her and
don't want anything but maybe friendship from her. She then tells me to
fuck off and she doesn't want to see me ever again, so I oblige and
leave. Not too long ago, I run into another mutual friend of ours that
she got in the break up and they tell me what a sorry state she's in.
Apparently she's just a painkiller junkie now, and has pretty much let
herself go to hell so badly that she's losing friends and family left
and right as no one wants to be around her.

So there you go...Karma does work, but sometimes it goes overboard. -=x

Aw, Peachie...How come the foul mood? (Sorry if I'm being a noesy shit
and such...Just trying to be friendly)

"my favorite color is blue but i'm not usually confused about stuff "

Heh heh...Are you sure about that lol! j/k

Heh heh, thanks man. Just trying to add to the levity of the forums, you
know? Here's another one I heard from my brother...

A corparate big whig has been told by the higher ups that because of
budget cuts, he's got to give someone under him the axe. After going
over proformance reports, he reluctantly comes to the conclusion that
he's got to fire either Jack or Jill. The problem is he can't decide
which one to let go, even after hours and hours of thought. Finally
giving up trying to decide who to fire, he decides to let fate decide
and fire the first person to use the office water cooler the next day.

The next morning, Jill comes in with a severe hangover from partying too
much the night before. She immediately heads over to the office cooler
to get a cup of water to take some aspirin with. Seeing this, the boss
is relieved his decision has been made and comes over to Jill.

"Jill, I hate to do this but the word's come from the top and I have to
lay you or Jack off." the boss says to Jill. Jill looks at him from
behind sun glasses and in a low hoarse voice replies "Well, could you
just quietly jack off this time? I feel like shit." -=x

"B L A C K
your a secret ninja who plans to take over the world"

HA! Evil plotting ninja FTW! lol! -=x

"something bout those beats
man, they just vibrate my whole body and makes me want to bust out with
a rhyme or two. "

(Looks at MynD's pic)

(Pictures MynD in track suit, big shades, flava Flav clock around neck
and mic in hand)

By God, I'd pay cash to see that! lol! -=x

Games and chat works for me, MynD...Can you make a private chat room
there in the Pogo rooms?